Lyrics:
player hatin'
Got a Mercedes for these tricks that thought I quit
Then got a drop-top Jag for these bitches that's on my dick
Go to a club in a pack,
Smile and keep working
Smile and keep working
Smile and keep working
Team players needed
Quotas exceeded
Success guaranteed
Smile and keep working
Smile
mo' figures (ha)
Word to Tigger, put me off up in the "Bassment"
with the rest of the rap niggaz, watch ratings get bigger
I'm a pimp of this music,
I've been working on at serum
Here's the details if you want to hear them
165 pages here comes the proof
A team of two players looking for the truth
no need to wear a vest
You can try
Put it to the test
But with this bitch I got accuracy
Efficiency I'm the best
And I can do this by myself
It ain't
niggaz
Put two heads together, mean mo' figures (ha)
Word to Tigger, put me off up in the "Basement"
With the rest of the rap niggas, watch ratings get
category ain't got none
You know I'm right
[Chorus: x2]
[Big Boi]
Congratulations I'm a play-er
I thought you were one too but now I hear you loud
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Never hesitate to delegate or rep the city
Pittsburgh lookin
to get to is the same as you
I ain't a player, but I'm in the game with you
It's people in my city, that's just as lame as you
Laid
yeah, I was a player, I was breakin' thots
Used to cut them off if they ain't play their part
You came around, I changed my ratings Really understood me
Rating points and rankings, the highs and the lows,
In the world of Chess.com, that's just how it goes.
We're living the life of a chess player, day
Mighty-ighty-ighty-I
Ode-ode-ode-O
Ode-ode-ode-O
Mighty-ighty-ighty-I
Mighty-ighty-ighty-I
Ode-ode-ode-O
Ode-ode-ode-O
Congratulations I'm a player
I thought you were
paying for
Politics suck, no more politics
Press brief rating seeking politics
Using fear and anger or whatever fits
Manipulate the truth to fit
Jigsaw highway and a sideless turf war
I don't see how anyone can find what they're looking for
Static interference, a contraband now
Efficiency
to the team, and now she a player
We live on the edge, we die in the air
We sick in the head, but pockets is well
We tiptoe on eggs, we out of our shell
Our
mille
Richard mille
Tengo miles tengo miles
Como un biller
Como un biller
Asi que se hace player
Richard mille es un rating
Sicarios que meten mano
I ain't a player, but I'm in the game with you
It's people in my city, that's just as lame as you
Laid the framework now at the door my name
got a point two, why pay the bitch
For my eighth I get head, one six
PS2, San Andreas
Control pads for two players
Strawberry Ribena, two newspapers
status
It's all about chasing that paper
My dad is not pulling no favors
Man of the year
Top of the range
Stamina 98
Created player
More like a cheat code
hating on me
Imma player what’s the rating on me
Wrist frozen
Got em skating on me
Use to stunt now she waiting on me
Cooking up I got the apron on me
Bad
to the end was I
More coach than a player my friend was I
Got gas in my jar call it can was I suppose to give more than a hand
Was I nu-uh won't magic the man
and masturbating
On the track seems to get platinum ratings
It's hella frustrating when you're good at communicating
The bait and switch everybody falls for is from
turned
a traitor Chop it up, smokin' gas
Now my words fade, you ain't the star, nigga, ayy
You the third player, niggas cappin' so hard My nigga, this
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